Problem is that the nervous system doesn’t understand the concept of time.
It exists to keep us alive and safe from traumatic experiences.
The fire that burned you when you were 3 years old is still vividly painful in your nerve system. The spicy treat that made you cry when you were 6 is still burning your tongue today…
Unless you decided you wanted to learn how to eat spicy food, so you put in the work and your nerve system learned that what was a threat when you were 6 is no longer today.
And those are silly, minor threats not really traumatic experiences. The work to retrain your nervous system is not too hard.
If you don’t address those records of your life, they will still be there vivid and painful until the day you die.
So how about a trauma so hard that shakes your entire reality and the pillars of your existence, so painful that you feel collapsing and unable to breath, that makes you feel life is over or destroyed and you will never recover again.
That kind of trauma requires a lot of work to overcome in our nervous system. Years possibly. Requires you to build a lot of stuff around to make you feel better that, no matter how awful and painful it was, now you know and are safe, because you can prevent it from happening again or getting to you, you put in the work right?
And then another just found out that undermines your work and takes out the stability of the patch you built.
You will have to once again review it all to make sure that missing bit wasn’t actually making your entire work a house of cards.
Back to square one (almost).
That’s why time doesn’t matter and dishonesty, trickle truths and management rather than empathy and accountability is just another betrayal from your betrayer.
For the body and mind this is now, no matter if ages has passed.
Because of that, it is now.
How my nervous system processes that stuff now is through acceptance.
I accepted that when you cross the line you become worthless and horrible.
You choose to become that, you choose evil. That’s the thing I expect from you now.
No matter how little or gross the shit you did is, it’s all the same.
So I wouldn’t flinch finding out that you are sacrificing babies in a rave party to scam terminally ills elders out of their money selling them baby burgers and kicking puppies at the petting zoo.
I expect you to be like that.
You can go low, so I won’t be surprised you dug even lower.
You showed me clearly where you stand, what your place is.
That makes it hard for you to prove you are changed, that’s a lifelong marking, you picked the gross tattoo on your face, might try to delete it and that’s commendable, but I will always remember that outline so I’d you popanother, no surprise, is exactly what I expected from you.
I can judge the good you do today and admire it if you are consistent.
However our nerve system files betrayal as a life sentence we get for a crime that we did not commit.
Fine.we have to live with that.
So the cheater has a life sentence for the crime they did commit.
It’s only fair.
[This message edited by BackfromtheStorm at 4:54 PM, Saturday, June 13th]